Confession: I wasn’t allowed to grieve anything unless the adults in my life allowed it. I was told things like “you didn’t know them well enough”, “you don’t know how good you have it”, or “you’ve had your day, move on.”
I learned empathy through its absence.
Sound of the day: your warm arms – soft hearts https://youtu.be/6T0Ao_G1uQQ?si=aPZLm-MVsKcfqtIa


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